A Case of the Mondays

As for most people, Monday begins the daily grind.   There tends to be a sluggish start to the day as it signals the definite end to the weekend. Now, I love my job but that doesn't change the curse of the Monday's.  While en route to work yesterday, instead of singing along to my Top 25 iTunes playlist I couldn't help but make a mental list, well, truthfully an audible-talking-to-myself-in-the car list of all the things I had to do.  Most people see my lists and say "Wow, you must be so organized" and while the organization part is true and a benefit for sure, lists are both a blessing and a curse.  The blessing comes through organization and not allowing things to slip through the mental cracks but the curse is that one becomes bound to their lists. It's all gotta be written down or you won't remember it.  There's no room for spontaneity. There's only calculation and precision and exactness. 

A friend recently glanced at a To-Do list  I had on my iPhone that had shave my legs as a weekend task. I mean, you know you've reached a certain extreme when shaving your legs is on the list. Why not include get out of bed while I'm at it. So, for 2011, my goal has been to simplify. Simplify the lists. Go on a whim every now and then. Be spontaneous. Recognize that everything does not have to be calculated or planned or categorized.  I mean, don't get me wrong, I want exactness when it comes to finances and paying bills and career planning but that's only a fraction of the life to be lived. 

I want to embrace life and the unexpected moments. Have more fun. Be careless and free. Adopt a bit of that bohemian spirit. So, I thank you, Monday, for reaffirming the importance of balance.